To the west of Chengdu Prefecture, less than a hundred miles away, is the easternmost point of the territory of Tibet.

Now the eastern and northern parts of the huge Tubo Empire have all been included in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, leaving only the southwestern hinterland, and dozens of lords are still waiting.

Now it's just waiting for them to make a choice, fighting, they can't fight; Descend as soon as possible.

In the big tent, several pro-soldiers were packing up some clothes and other items, and Yang Lin was sitting by a bonfire, roasting a leg of mutton with Lu Qian to eat.

The curtain door opened, Liu Zhongwu brought Han Shizhong in, hugged his fists and said: "Shaozai, the soldiers and horses on the North Road have already called." ”

Han Shizhong, who was a little calmer, stepped forward and said with his crossed hands: "Shaozai, I have already cleaned up the Tubo people in the northwest, and then I will follow you into Luoqi City." ”

It can be seen that his expression is very excited, goodbye Yang Lin himself is already the commander of the first army, when he went south, he was still a light cavalry under Xin Xingzong, and there are people in the court who are too important to these border troops of the Great Song Dynasty.

Yang Lin pointed to the side and said, "Move a stool and come to eat meat, Lao Liu, you come too." ”

Liu Zhongwu and Han Shizhong glanced at each other, and each made a dwarf dun to come over, and the four of them roasted a leg of lamb around the fire.

Yang Lin took two bites and said, "This is your battlefield, my battlefield is not here, since you are here, I can go back to Bianliang." ”

The two of them were shocked in their hearts, and they thought that Yang Lin was talking about the battle in the court, and it was said that the festival between Shaozai and Liang Shicheng had reached the point of endless death.

Especially this time to beat Wang Huang down, so that Liang Shicheng even more resentful, that Wang Huang left the power center of Bianliang, and was divided into corpses by people halfway, his enemies are all over the world, no one knows which one moves, but this account is bound to be counted on Yang Shaozai's head.

Not to mention, there is also a Taishi Cai Jing who has a relationship like an enemy and a friend, Yang Shaozai said that his battlefield is not here, which is really reasonable. The rivalry at the top of those temples was a height that they could not yet reach.

Yang Lin sprinkled some salt, and looked at the leg of mutton dripping oil on the ground, where did he think that his generals were thinking so much.

The so-called battlefield is not here, referring to the Jurchen Tartars in the north, and the Khitan where the building is about to collapse.

It is the top priority of the general trend of the world in the next ten years, the center of the turbulent whirlpool.

As one of the three forces, the Great Song Dynasty has not participated in it so far, and it will lose the opportunity if it is too late.

Han Shizhong glanced at Yang Lin and found that his eyes were deep, he didn't know what he was pondering, he didn't say a word with his stomach full of words, so he waited for him to speak.

Yang Lin turned the leg of mutton and said: "We are here now, and the Tubo tribes will definitely surrender to the wind, few of these people are sincere, most of them are to protect the wealth."

After I leave, you will take the Living Buddha Tsoma, preach his theory of reincarnation, firmly control him, and exterminate all other Buddhism in Tibet.

There must be only one sect of Buddhism and Esoteric Buddhism, otherwise the war in Tibet will never end. ”

Han Shizhong nodded, then thought of something again, hesitated for a moment and asked, "In this way, I am afraid that many people will die, and the believers of those sects are very stupid and blind." ”

Yang Lin's eyes were cold, he glared at him, and reprimanded: "The general who leads the troops to fight, is it necessary to be afraid of the local foolish people, if not, kill this generation, after the past few generations, this land will be a faithful believer in the reincarnation of the living Buddha of Cuomo." ”

Ignorance is never an excuse for sin, nor is it enough to be a reason for them to rebel against the imperial court, if the Great Song Dynasty gives freedom to the local slaves, and does not allow them to enjoy the relatively relaxed rule of the Great Song Dynasty, then they can only use the blade of a knife to completely cut off the stubborn diseases here.

Han Shizhong was shocked, Yang Shaozai's words seemed ordinary, but there was endless killing intent hidden.

Tubo will become the second Dali, and even the process of ambushing this place will be more bloody than Dali.

At the beginning, he leaned on the trunk of the tree and scolded Duan Zhengchun with his brothers, but now he is going to play his role.

A sneer came, and Han Shizhong looked up to see that Shaozai was staring at him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up and sneered: "If you can't do it, get out of here as soon as possible, and I'll pick a few more capable ones." ”

No one knows better than Han Shizhong the importance of having a backer, in his early career in the Western Army, he had countless military exploits but did not get even one of them promoted.

His credit was either concealed or falsely claimed, his head was pinned to his belt, and he worked hard to earn a few rewards.

The waves in his heart surged, Han Shizhong stood up, patted the soil on his body, clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Shaozai, the last general will not disgrace his mission." ”

The chill on Yang Lin's face disappeared, he stood up and patted his shoulder with his oily palm, and grinned: "Po Han Wu, you are the best general I have ever seen, don't let me down." ”

Hearing this, Han Shizhong was a little stunned, and then he was shocked.

It was difficult to suppress the excitement in his heart, his muddy career as a military man, he only improved when he met Shaozai, it turned out that in his heart, Han Wu was such a status.

The death of a confidant is not an empty phrase in the eyes of the ancients.

I was born in Han Wuxiang, and I have a problem, except for being a good person in the Western Army, I have not earned anything for so many years.

It's rare for Shaozai to look at me with such blue eyes, what else is there to say, I will definitely help him pacify this Tubo.

When Yang Lin said this, he didn't expect to bring such a big touch to Han Shizhong, he was just telling the truth.

What kind of person is Han Shizhong, the best general of the contemporary era, it is not a lie, if he is just a conscientious coach, Han Shizhong is a natural handsome.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he could see the situation on the battlefield clearly from miles away; gave birth to a splashing courage, and fifty people dared to break into Fang La's lair; A bow horse is skilled, can open a hard bow, can ride a fierce horse, and has strong martial arts.

What's more, he is bold and careful, his brain is easy to use, and he can grasp fleeting fighters more accurately than anyone else.

If anyone can compare with the Great Song Dynasty today, it can only be Zong Ze of Hejian Mansion.

Yang Lin wiped his hands, took off the wine bag and took a few sips, and said, "Have eaten and drunk enough, Lu Qian, get ready to go." ”

Lu Qian laughed, got up and commanded the guards of the Long Live Battalion to prepare to leave, while he led Yang Lin's horse over.

Glancing back, the generals of the battalion were all looking at him, Yang Lin chuckled and said: "This official will remedy this mess and put it in your hands, if anything goes wrong, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people." ”

Liu Zhongwu said with a smile: "Shaozai, please be relieved, sit back and wait for us to return to Bianliang victorious." ”

Laughing, Yang Lin slapped his horsewhip, and under the escort of the Long Live Battalion, he wanted to leave Qinlong from Hehuang and return to Kaifeng Mansion.